I am what you might call a person that likes to plan. I have a planner calendar for every year. On Sundays, I like to plan out my next week. When I go on vacation, I like to have my whole itinerary planned out at least two to three months before I leave home. At the end of the year I enjoy looking at the new year calendar and plan out events for the next year.
At the end of 2019 I did just that. I looked at the calendar for 2020 to plan my events for the year. As I looked at the 2020 calendar, I realized that some holidays or days of celebrations landed on a weekend.
Valentine’s Day – Friday Fourth of July – Saturday
Halloween – Saturday Christmas – Friday
I told my co-workers that next year is going to be a party year (not knowing what was really going to happen).
I had big plans for 2020. I was going on my first real International trip. When I turned 50 years old, one of the first things I did was get my passport. Last year for my Anniversary, me and my husband with friends drove across the Canadian boarder for the weekend. I was so excited to show my passport, but they did not mark a stamp in it. For 2020, me, my husband, and other family members were going to fly to Barcelona, Spain. We were going to stay there for a few days, then board a cruise ship and sail the Mediterranean Sea. You just don’t know how I was looking forward to this trip. It was a two-year plan. And I was hoping this time I was going to get my passport stamped. After Covid 19 our trip plans was halted.
On March 19, 2020, California started the first day of Stay-at-Home order for Covid 19 lockdown. At first, the news made it seem that it was going to be just a couple of weeks. My supervisor sent everyone home and we had a WebEx meeting to discuss our work roles. I work part-time as a receptionist and with the office closed there wasn’t a work from home position for me. At first, I was OK with it. I thought, I can use this time to do some sewing. But the two weeks turned into a month. I was trying to stay creative and I thought I can do some scrapbooking, I made some knitting projects, I ever did a couple of jigsaw puzzles.
But somewhere during the first and second month of Lock down is when it hit me. Everything became like the movie Ground Hog Day. I would get up and some how the day would go by and I would go to bed. And the next day would repeat. Some days I didn’t even get out of bed. While some people were baking, sewing, reorganizing and other creative things I was kind of feeling a little depressed. I was unable to move, I felt stuck. My job was looking like I would not be returning, my trip was cancelled, I could not make any plans.
By the third month my daughter advised me that I needed to get out of the house. Because I didn’t leave the house, “at all”. She suggested that I just go for a drive. “You don’t have to get out of the car”. Just get a different view. I took her advice. My husband and I drove to the coast. It was just what I needed to clear my head.
I started doing some sewing. I, like a lot of people have made many facemasks and I also started to organize my craft studio. I started my Etsy account and I’m really trying to continue with this blog.
As of today, I really have no plans, not because I don’t want to make any. But everything is still so uncertain. I still try to plan out my week on Sunday, but this is a day by day kind of situation we are all in.